A Warrior's Second Chance (Faye and Alexander) novel Chapter 503

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I kept my arms folded as I stared at Alexander from across the office.

He stood behind his desk now, one hand resting lightly against the edge, the letter sitting safely beside him.

A faint smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

“What are you saying?”

I waited.

He looked down at the envelope for another moment before his gaze returned to me.

“You could have died.”

The words landed hard.

They weren’t shocking.

I knew that. We all knew that.

But hearing it spoken out loud still felt strange.

Alexander continued before I could respond.

“If things had gone differently…”

His eyes briefly flicked toward the letter.

“This would have been the last thing your family ever received from you.”

The amusement I’d been feeling disappeared immediately.

I looked at the letter too.

Suddenly it didn’t seem like an embarrassing piece of paper anymore.

It looked heavier… more significant.

Alexander’s voice remained calm.

“But even worse than that…”

He paused briefly

“This would have been the only way you’d have reached out to them in a long time.”

I didn’t answer.

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Thated that he was right.

My gaze remained fixed on the letter.

I remembered writing it.

The panic.

The desperation.

The certainty that I was running out of time.

At the time, the letter had felt necessary.

Urgent.

Like something I had to do before it was too late.

But now that I was standing here alive…

Looking at it from the other side…

I suddenly saw everything differently.

My chest tightened slightly.

Because Alexander was telling the truth.

If I had died…

That letter would have been all they got.

A few paragraphs.

A few rushed explanations. A goodbye.

And that would have been it.

No conversations.

Just words on paper.

The realization settled heavily inside me.

Because there were still so many things I hadn’t said.

So many things I hadn’t dealt with.

So many moments I had convinced myself could wait until later.

Later.

The most dangerous word in the world.

I looked away from the letter and toward the window.

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Sunlight spilled across the office floor

And suddenly I felt incredibly fortunate to be standing here at all.

Because I almost wasn’t.

I almost never got another chance.

I swallowed.

My thoughts drifted toward my family.

Toward home.

Toward all the unfinished conversations waiting there.

The tensions that always seemed to come out of nowhere.

The love that existed underneath all of it.

I genuinely considered what he was suggesting.

Maybe I should go.

Maybe he had a point.

Maybe I owed them more than a letter.

However, the strange part wasn’t the suggestion itself.

The strange part was Alexander.

I found myself looking at him differently for a moment.

Not in a romantic way.

Not even in a surprised way.

Just… thoughtfully.

Because this wasn’t usually the side of him people saw.

Most people looked at Alexander and saw the Alpha.

The leader.

The strategist.

The man who always seemed to know what needed to be done next.

But standing here now, he wasn’t talking like that man.

He was talking like someone who understood regret.

Someone who understood family.

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Someone who understood what it meant to lose opportunities that never came back.

And honestly?

That baffled me a little.

Because this was the same Alexander who drove me insane every time I brought up Helen.

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The same Alexander who somehow managed to become defensive whenever anyone suggested he spend more time with his mother.

The same Alexander who acted like family relationships were complicated puzzles whenever the topic involved him personally.

I couldn’t count the number of times we’d argued about it.

Or the number of times I had practically dragged him toward conversations he should have been having himself.

Yet here he was, standing in front of me, giving me advice about family.

About not waiting too long.

About reaching out while there was still time.

The irony was almost funny.

I didn’t say any of that out loud.

Mostly because I didn’t feel like starting an argument.

And partly because…

Well.

He was making sense.

A lot of sense. More than I wanted to admit.

I found myself smiling before I realized it.

A small smile.

Alexander noticed immediately.

Of course he did.

His eyes narrowed slightly.

“What?”

I blinked.

“What what?” I asked.

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You just smiled.”

I tried to keep a straight face.

“Did I?”

“Yes,” he said.

His suspicion deepened.

“Why?”

I stared at him.

Then shook my head.

“Nothing,” I said.

“It wasn’t nothing.”

I sighed.

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Then I looked down briefly before meeting his gaze again.

“I heard what you said.”

His expression softened slightly.

I continued.

“And you’re making sense.”

He nodded once.

“I know.”

That made me laugh again.

Honestly, his confidence was unbelievable sometimes.

I folded my arms loosely.

“I’ll think about it.”

Alexander didn’t push.

He simply waited.